Poetry / Pain and Sorrow

As I pull the blade across my wrist
The blood begins to flow.
As I pull the blade across my wrist
Everyone will know
That no deed, good or bad goes unpunished
And the blood always flows
And the pain never goes
And the sorrow never dies
But lingers in your soul
As I pull the blade across my wrist
Everyone will know
That I die in pain and sorrow
That I could no longer live
And that I die like a rose
In pain that never goes
And in sorrow that stays in the soul
As I pull the blade across my wrist
I shall die before I live

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September 04, 2008

jadedpoet

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May 29, 2008

RogerParker

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RogerParker reviewed Version 1 - Read 100% of the Item

I like this but I know you have better stuff sweetie. However, you’ve told me this is an older poem so that makes me happy.

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May 29, 2008

by xElegantUsagix

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20	F	Lesage, WV	November 18

Thanks Rog  I know it’s not my better stuff. Still I want to get just stuff out here ya know?

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